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@im-what-the-kids-call-a-mess

a lot of this stuff is random
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types of people: cryptids

bigfoot: mom friend, tired, loves warm sweaters and hugs, just wants some peace and quiet, do no harm but take no shit, oldest of the group, let them take a nap

mothman: intimidating, never really speaks, very smart, gives good advice, can seem cold but has a good heart, probably gay, hates eye contact, would kill for the ones they love

nessie: wine aunt, good looking TM, petty af, definitely a lesbian, sarcasm is their first language, a bit of a bitch, popular, “i’m not interested in being polite or heterosexual”

nightcrawler: a giant meme, never sleeps, always has energy, screams a lot, kind of a fuckboi, plays overwatch, a lil annoying, stomach like a bottomless pit always seen with alien

chupacabra: always hungry, never shaves, has a temper, terrible posture, lives off of coffee, can’t sit still, never seen doing their work but somehow gets good grades

ghost: the chill friend, trying their best, dead on the inside, watches anime, knows way more than they let on, is perpetually in an emo phase, genuinely cares for the few friends they have

alien: lmao what is gender, gives zero fucks, just wants to have a good time, listens to 80s music, feels connected with space and the stars, always seen with nightcrawler

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if we don’t know his origin, his fate, or his current location……….. does that make cotton eye joe a cryptid

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boys according to their favorite fruit

strawberry boys: almost always tired, creative, probably a bottom

apple boys: a little boring but it’s cute! stays indoors a lot, “hey are you registered to vote because-”

banana boys: gay and lets you know at least 36 times a day, physically active but only when they feel like it

grape boys: introverted, loves chelsea handler, doesn’t like children

peach boys: very kind, soft-spoken, but secretly wishes death upon you and your family

orange boys: they have an anti-social streak but are super fun when you get to know them! has pets and treats them well

mango boys: bilingual, refers to everything as an “adventure”, super cute, exciting to be around, will immediately shut down problematic behavior

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💕Types of boys💕:

I always see these posts but I’ve never seen one about boys so I decided to make one!! 💕💕

  • Sunrise boys: sitting on the rooftop at dawn, eyes that are always bright, slumber parties full of laughs, taking pictures with the flash on
  • Stained glass boys: open curtains, centuries old buildings, watercolor paintings, dragon wings
  • Lemonade boys: the reflection of light on water, burying your feet in the sand, iced tea, backwards hats
  • Log cabin boys: fireplaces, warm hugs, soft flannels, baking cookies perfectly
  • Lavender boys: fuzzy blankets, waking up in the morning without an alarm, foggy days, cappuccinos with fancy designs
  • Constellation boys: freckles, holographic highlighter, going on late night drives, walking barefoot on concrete
  • Moonlight boys: dried roses, the color of the sky during dusk, handwritten notes, dancing in the kitchen at 2 am
  • Peach boys: juice boxes, the feeling of sunlight hitting your skin, thrift stores, taking pictures with friends
  • Thunderstorm boys: watching the raindrops roll down the car window, oversized hoodies, pink cheeks and nose from the wind, passion
  • Asphalt boys: the wind in your face while riding your skateboard, comfortable silence, scraped knees and knuckles, trusting few but trusting them with your life
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descole

Tintin remembers what comes after 15.

FUCKING HELL IT’S BACK FROM LAST YEAR

This literally gets reblogged every 15th of the month. It’s almost two years old. It’s beautiful.

listen up ya’ll this post is 6 years old now and you’re still reblogging it. every month. once a month, my notifications blow up for this one video, but only until the 16th. then the notes on this vid completely stop. it’s so eerily spot on and impressive how you just all collectively know what to do. if I’m not online, people irl still remind me that it’s the 15th. thank you for six surreal years of me wondering if I completely fucking lost it. here’s to the 15th